Page 291 of Split or Swallow
“I don’t see you trying. You just told me to stop.”
“You make it rather difficult to keep that promise.”
He pulled back in earnest this time, his eyes gleaming in the light of the dying fire. His voice dropped to a whisper:
“You can’t imagine everything I want to do to you right now.”
“Yes I can,” she traced her fingertips down the center of his chest. “But you’re a man of your word, remember?”
“It is becoming impossible to remain one.”
Tem giggled. She couldn’t help it. It was fun to tease him—to force him to resist her, especially when she knew how badly he wanted to do the opposite. She liked playing these games with Leo. It had always been that way between them—a battle of wills—a test of who held the power. Tem was holding it now, and she didn’t plan on relinquishing it.
“Tell me what you want to do to me,” Tem whispered.
“Everything.”
“Be specific.”
Leo moaned, the sound vibrating deep in his chest.
“I want to rip this off you—” his fist twisted the strap of her dress, “—and throw it in the fucking fire. I want you to tell me what you like and I want you to say my name while I do it.”
“More, Leo. Be specific.”
His hand went to her throat, pulling her head to his.
“I want you spread open in front of me. I want to bury myself in your cunt until you can’t fucking breathe.”
“More.”
“I want you all to myself. I don’t want to share. I want my name to be the only thing on your lips and I want my cum dripping out of you.”
“More.”
His final words were a tortured whisper:
“I want to do everything you’ll let me do.”
Tem sat up.
Leo’s eyes widened. Then, just as quickly, they narrowed in hungry anticipation as Tem straddled him so they were facing each other in the armchair. She grasped the bottom of the dress and pulled it up over her head.
“Tem,” Leo said at the sight of her naked body.
Tem’s finger darted forward to touch his lips.
“Don’t worry,” she whispered. “You kept your promise.”
“If you tell me I can’t touch you this time—”
“Touch me, Leo.”
Leo didn’t hesitate.
He grabbed her with both hands, pulling her onto his lap so she was pressed against the hard length of his cock, which was barely contained by his trousers. He groaned while he did it, and Tem moved her hips to meet him, rubbing against his shaft to make him even harder. She took his hand and placed it on her thigh.
Leo’s eyes fluttered shut. For a moment, he didn’t seem to breathe.
